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Eyes Don’t Lie XII

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Eyes Don’t Lie Masterlist

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Severus Snape x OC x Lucius Malfoy

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It had become dark, and Charlotte was the only one still sober. Blaise was tipsy though he handled it pretty well, same with Astoria. Draco and the others on the other hand were black out drunk and they acted it. "I think it's time to go back to the school." Charlotte offered and the ones who were conscious agreed. Goyle dragged Crabbe, and Blaise had Draco. Charlotte was gonna take Pansy, but Astoria told her she had Pansy.

Charlotte stayed behind wanting to get a little more to drink. Ordering another butterbeer you sat quietly alone. After she finished her drink, she headed out to look around.

Charlottes first stop was Honeyduke’s looking through the many shelves she grabbed a blood pop then she went to check out. “Oh Charlotte! The lady at the counter exclaimed. “I didn’t think I would see you again, how have you been?” Charlotte and Mrs. Flume had been friends for a while, working and living in the same area for years kinda made her friends with the shop keepers.

“I’ve been good Mrs. Flume! How have you been?” Charlotte grabbed the amount of money she owed from her purse.

“I’ve been good, though it’s quite different without you around.” She smiled giving a small laugh. “Oh no it’s on the house darling.” She placed her hand over Charlotte’s hand.

“I couldn’t possibly Mrs. Flume.” She continued to try and give her the money. “Well, I won’t be taking your money today, so you’ll have to accept it.” Slowly she pulled her hand back returning the coins to her purse. “You’re too kind Mrs. Flume.”

“Have a good day and come any time you want or need.” She smiled brightly and Charlotte smiled just as brightly back. Charlotte left with a slight pep in her step. She stopped at potions shop to look around.

Upon entering she noticed her professor. She smiled and sneaked up behind him. “Hello professor.” Snape jerked in surprise but made no noise.

“Ms. Bren.” He snarled. “Was there a reason for you to do that, especially since it’s past hours?” He calmed down a little.

“Not particularly, but the outcome was quite funny.” She smiled wide, a smile that melted practically all his anger.

“Oh! Ms. Charlotte, funny to see you again.” Another voice spoke from behind them. Charlotte turned around to match the voice to the face.

“Lucius, it is funny to see you again.” Charlotte smiled at the man. “What are you doing here? You have no need for this type of stuff?”

“Only here accompanying a friend.” Charlotte looked confused for a second before it clicked. He was Snape’s friend. She laughed, they were like polar opposites in most senses.

“Really?” Her giggles died down.

“What so funny.” Snape got annoyed by her giggling.

“Nothing, nothing. Y’all are just like, not anything like each other. It’s an unexpected friendship.” Snape rolled his eyes groaning annoyed while Lucius gave a little chuckle.

“Exactly like that.” She waved her pointed index finger between the two men.

"Again, what are you doing here? And I'll repeat, after hours?" Snape was quite upset with having to repeat his question.

"Would you believe me if I said I lost track of time?" Charlotte tried to give a convincing smile but that failed immediately.

"Not in the slightest, now I'll have to forgo shopping for right now to take you back to the castle." Snape grabbed Charlotte's upper arm dragging her with him to the exit.

"I could always take her." Lucius interjected. Snape stopped and thought about it, only for a moment his face showed a flash of disappointment before immediately returning to its normal state. Charlotte smiled when she noticed it.

"Fine." Snape let go. "Straight to the castle." The he walked back to the aisle he was in before.

"Come." Lucius used his cane to hold the door open for her. He nodded in the direction of the door. Charlotte walked through the door and Lucius followed behind her.

"Very naughty Ms. Charlotte-" Lucius started to reprimand her before she interrupted.

"My last names actually Bren." Charlotte decided now was the best time to correct him. He stopped and grabbed her arm turning her around, pushing his cane under her chin making her look up at him.

"Don't, interrupt me Ms. Bren." His tone was demanding. His eye contact made Charlotte uncomfortable. His eye contact was challenging, much like Snape's. Snape's was easy to challenge but not Lucius’s, his grey eyes are like staring into a mist that wraps around you, suffocating you. Charlotte looked away and Lucius smirked when she did.

Eventually his cane slid down into his hand, and he continued walking. "As I was saying, very naughty of you Ms. Bren," He put emphasis on her last name "to be out past curfew and also go and talk to a professor while breaking such a rule." He chuckled at her boldness.

"I forgot, you know, I'm not used to curfews. I haven't had one in a good while." Her words got quieter as she continued speaking. She looked a little ashamed of her actions. “Whatever. It’s already happened.” She crossed her arms as it started to get cold. “Am I gonna loose house points or get detention or something?” She asked facing him again.

“Do you want to?” He looked back at her with a raised eyebrow. Charlotte thought for a second.

“What if I do? As long as it’s with you.” Lucius halts in his footsteps and she turns to face him. Lucius walks forwards to be right in front of her, forcing her to look up to see his face.

“This is a dangerous game you’re playing.” He warns. His index finger resting under her chin.

“I’m not playing any games.” Her eyes soft, craving. His eyes softened when looking at hers, breaking out of the trance he was in, he quickly looked around making sure no one saw anything.

“Quickly nobody needs to see anything.” He grabbed her hand leading her quickly through the gates of the school and to his room.

As soon as Charlotte closed the door behind her, she was pushed up against it. Immediately wrapped in a rough makeout. Her hands tangled in his long platinum hair; legs wrapped his waist. His hands under her thighs holding her up against the door. He pushed his hips into hers, pushing his erection against her. She pulled away moaning, throwing her head back and resting it on the door. Lucius kept his mouth busy by adding more marks to your already bruised skin.

"Such a slut." He licked a strip up her neck and her legs grew tighter around his waist. "Fucking me before some other guy's marks faded from your skin." Charlotte can feel his smirk against her neck.

"You got talk the whole time or fuck me?" She egged him on. His smirk fell and he let out a low grumble. He adjusted his hands to free one, sliding it between her legs, fingers pushing on her clothed clit. Charlotte gasped and whined.

"Please." She begged him, pleasure getting overwhelming.

"Please what?" He ghosted around the area she wanted to feel him in.

"Please fuck me." His dick swelled, the look in her eyes was so sweet to him, he wanted tears to run down her plush cheeks.

"Of course, my darling." He ripped her tights and pushed her panties to the side. When his fingers finally made contact with her slit, she moaned loud and pornographically. He pushed a finger in, curling it against her walls.

Charlotte bit her bottom lip hard, hard enough to draw blood. "Come on, I wanna hear you." His finger pumped in and out slow and hard. He saw the drop of blood dripping down her lip and licked it, connecting their lips again, tongues interlocking and challenging each other.

He added another finger, swallowing up her moans. He hands tightened around his blonde locks, pulling slightly. He grunted; her lips muting the sound. She pulled back, his lips chasing hers for a moment.

"I'm gonna cum." Charlotte could hardly keep her eyes open.

"Your gonna cum?" He punctuated his word with thrust of his fingers. "Then come for me slut, wanna feel you squeeze my fingers." His words pushed her over the edge. Her voice caught in her throat as her high washed over her, hips squirming in his arms. He pulled out his fingers and started undoing his pants while she calmed down from your high.

He gave a few strokes to his freed dick. Sliding it on Charlottes slit when your breathing returned to normal. He let the tip rub against her clit, shooting pleasure through both their spines. Slowly he pushed his dick between her folds.

"Shit." Charlotte whispered under her breath letting her head rest on Lucius' shoulder. He pushed further, stretching her so well. Each time she took more of him he let out another little noise, between a grunt and a groan.

Charlotte had started to place little kisses on his shoulder where she had her head on. The kisses soon turned into biting and sucking. His thrusts started off slow, speeding up when her moans reached his ears.

One of his hands slides in between her thighs and his fingers push against her clit. A shock of arousal flows through her and she moaned his name. He kept at her clit and the knot in her stomach tightens.

“Fuck! I’m gonna cum.” Charlottes breathing quickens significantly, whines slipping out more freely. He pulled her into another messy kiss, tongues interlocking again.

The knot breaks and she tighten over him cumming. Feeling her tighten and gush over him, he releases inside her. Charlotte could feel his cum filling her up.

She pulled him into one last sensual kiss as they both come down from their highs. He had pulled out and summoned a towel. He cleaned Charlotte up, then himself. He sets her down and she wobbles for a second, grabbing his shoulder she stabilized herself. Lucius used his other hand to wipe his forehead and brush his hair back between his fingers.

Charlotte caught her breath and started fixing her own clothes and hair. Her head fell back against the door and she sighed, her eyes fluttering closed.

“What’s that for princess?” Lucius asked, almost offended.

“Well, you’re my friend’s dad, that may be a reason.” She opened her eyes but didn’t move her head from resting on the door, looking down at him. He chuckled lightly.

“At least it not because I was bad.” He tried to joke, and she gave him a huff of a laugh, her head falling forward.

“It definitely wasn’t that.” She smirked, she then felt the ripped fabric of her tights rub against each other. “You owe me another pair of tights.” She looked up at him.

“What’s the point of getting you more if I’m just gonna rip them again?” He asked smirking wickedly.

“And who said you’ll get the chance to rip them again?” She asked raising a brow.

“Well I-, I kinda just assumed.” He was a little shocked at her question. She chuckled and kissed his cheek.

“You’re cute.” She teased before leaving the room, looking both ways to make sure no one was there and returning to her dorm.

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The next morning her alarm woke her up roughly. When she sat up from the bed her back and neck ached. She groaned before stretching, a slight pain spreading throughout her muscles.

She was glad she set her alarm to give her enough time for a shower cause Merlin knows she needs one. Charlotte slowly got out of her bed, cracking her neck on the way to the bathroom.

Her shower was quick but she made sure it was scalding to loosen her muscles. When she got out the mirror was completely fogged up and she had to wipe it off with a towel. Once Charlotte was done with that she used her magic to dry herself off. She grabbed her skincare and started to apply it.

After that Charlotte grabbed her makeup back and again used magic to help her apply her makeup quickly. She did her hair with the same way.

She walked back into her room to finish getting ready, she got dressed into a matching pair of simple black cotton panties and bra. Before changing into her uniform. She just had regular skin colored tights, a pair of black knit leg warmers, and some jewlery to accessorize. Charlotte grabbed her bag and checked her schedule that was in her bag.

Today she had Charms, Herbology, and DADA. She wondered who they chose to replace Lockhart before sliding on her loafers and exiting her room. She made it down the stairs and outside the common rooms before two arms draped over her shoulder. It was Fred and George.

“Oh look it’s our favorite Slytherin.” Fred started.

“Makes us almost forget about our extreme hatred for your house.” George ended, tussling his hand in her hair. She swatted Fred and George off her.

“Did you two never learn about personal space.” She grumbled with a small smile peeking behind her annoyance.

“With a family of nine you don’t get a chance of having personal space.” Fred joked.

“And you know you love us.” George teased with a smirk.

“I will not confirm or deny that statement. Now come on we’ll be late for breakfast.” Charlotte grabbed their wrists and dragged them to the Great Hall. The three of you walked through the door and walked over to the Gryffindor table and sat down to eat. They had pancakes and fruits. There was some french toast too but she didn’t pay too much attention to it as she grabbed a plate of blueberry pancakes and drenched them in syrup.

Charlotte moaned at the taste of the food, flavors dancing on her tongue. Fred and George joked with each other and she felt truly happy. She smiled brightly before the bell went off. Charlotte quickly wiped her face and took a drink of water before grabbing her bag and following Fred and George to Charms class.

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Charms felt like it went on forever and Herbology was really fun, talking about how to take care of the plants that create potions. DADA wasn’t until after lunch so she went to her dorm after Herbology. She sat at her desk going over some homework and after that she did some reading. Charlotte skipped lunch not feeling hungry and stayed in her room reading the book Snape had let her borrow.

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#severus snape #oc #lucius malfoy #severus snape x oc x lucius malfoy

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starchildren220 · 6 months ago

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Phoenix Chapter Five

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Phoenix Masterlist

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Homelander x OC

Black Noir x OC

Soldier Boy x OC

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“What the fuck was that?!” Homelander grabbed your shoulder pulling you back before pushing the front of your shoulder and pushing you against the wall. You grabbed his wrist the rubber of his gloves creaking under the pressure of your cloth gloves.

“Let go of me.” You sneer, not in the best mood from the interaction the two of you had just come from.

“Not until you tell me why you did that.” His eyes glowed a threatening red and you scoffed.

“I didn’t want to be chained down to this company. So I’m exercising my rights or whatever.” You smiled sickly sweet, pulling his hand off your shoulder. His teeth gritted in annoyance as his hand was peeled off your shoulder.

“Just cause you’re stronger than me doesn’t mean you’re in charge, I’m still the leader of The Seven,” He poked his finger into your chest. “and you’re just a member. You listen to me.” He all but growled, pointing the finger he poked you with at himself.

"Whatever makes your dick hard." You sneered. "You know I really looked up to you when I was little, now that I know you I regret it. You should really play nice with others, maybe then people would actually like you." You relentlessly shamed. His face twitched as his brows knitted together and a crazed look glazed over his eyes. He grabbed your biceps and started floating, bringing you with him, then, he threw you down the hall into the path of a wall.

You stopped yourself before hitting the wall. Placing both of your feet on the wall you bent you legs, launching yourself at him, when you got to him you grabbed his collar and slammed him into the wall behind him, fracturing the wall causing pieces and dust to fall at your feet. Your hair starting floating, your eyes started to glow an orange gold, and the glowing cracks on your skin spread as he struggled in your grip.

"Let me go!" He spat. "I command it!" He continued.

"You started this, you better hope you can finish this." You threatened in a horrifyingly calm tone. He struggled more grabbing at your wrists feeling the heat of your skin through your suit and his gloves. His anger flared up again at the extent of his struggle and his eyes started glowing a dangerous red before the laser shot out of his eyes, hitting you directly in the face, except they didn't make contact with your skin. They were being deflected by a thin but powerful shield over her body.

She moved her hand from his collar to her face, the back of her hand facing her as she pushed the lasers back with her hand until her palm covered his eyes. He was breathing heavily not used to being so outmatched, infuriated he kneed you in the stomach, causing no harm to you, you didn't even flinch.

"Just give up." You told him. "You're outmatched, you're not strong enough."

"JUST SHUT UP!" He screamed at you, a sudden strength flowed though him and he managed to push you off him. Landing on his feet while you're still floating in the air. "Why can't you just listen to me!?" He yelled spiraling.

"Because your ego is already too big from everyone else in your life being to scared to tell you you're not that great." She crossed her arms over her chest and the glowing cracks on her skin retreating as she noticed his distress. His legs buckled and he fell to his knees, his breathing was uneven and he was dripping with sweat. The feeling of his heart pounding in his chest unknown and unwelcomed as he fought to keep his composure.

'What did she mean he's not good enough, not great enough, not better than all humanity. She has no right to say that!?' He thought as his mind spiraled. You noticed his complete change in his demeanor and dropped back down to your feet. You felt a little bad about cause this much distress in him and approached him. You knelt down next to him placing your hand on his back. He flinched hard and looked at her, he swallowed hard as the back of his throbbed, begging to let out the tears pricking behind his eyes.

"Let me help." You spoke calmly your hands slowly moving to cup his face as you used your powers to shift his panic to calm. You also quickly teleported the two of you to his room so no one else could see him so vulnerable, knowing he'd hate it. You teleported the two of you onto his couch so he'd be more comfortable. As his breathing slowed he relaxed.

"Why did you help me." He asked confused avoiding eye contact.

"Because I'm not a monster." You answered just as your thumbs stroked his cheek comfortingly. He was confused.

'Why is she being so nice to me?' He thought. His eyes narrowed and he pulled back.

"What's in it for you?" He asked accusingly. You scoffed and crossed your arms, resting back on your heels.

"Seriously? I'm not a bad person, I'm just giving back the energy you've been giving me." You spoke with an attitude. Somehow he relaxed because of your words and he sat back on his heels.

"This doesn't make me weak." He spoke looking away from you again.

"Never said it did." You confirmed. "So do you wanna talk about it?" You ask hesitantly, partly knowing his answer.

"Hell no." He answered quickly. "I'm not a little bitch." He closed himself off from her comfort. You sighed and scooted closer resting a hand on his knee.

"You aren't a little bitch for talking about your feelings." She spoke softly but firm. "Just because you're a man doesn't mean you have to be cut off from all your emotions but anger." You tried reasoning hoping he’d understand what you were saying. You sighed when he didn’t change his mind, still closing himself off. You sat back on his couch and softly patted your lap.

"Lay your head on my lap." You offered. His eyes widened almost unnoticeably before he moved himself to rest his head where you said he could. When he laid down your fingers slid into his hair and you started to softly massage his scalp. His eyes fluttered closed and he relaxed immediately. She started humming a slow tune as she massaged his scalp. He moaned softly and adjusted into a more comfortable position, his brain slowing down and he started to fall asleep. She smiled and continued humming until he fell asleep, she continued to scratch his head until she fell asleep.

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When you woke up Homelander was already gone. You sighed and pushed yourself up from the couch, you cracked your neck and fingers before leaving his room. You walk to the end of the hall to your room and unlock the door with your finger print. You walk to your bedroom then to the bathroom. Peeling off your suit you start the shower. You take off your bra and underwear and stepping into the bathtub.

The steaming hot water hammered against your skin, relaxing your muscles and washing the sweat off your skin. You lathered your shampoo on the roots of you hair, giving yourself a nice scalp massage. You rinse it out and condition the ends of your hair, letting it sit with you wash your face and body. Rinsing it all off and turning the shower off.

You dry your hair while standing in the tub, drying each body part as you step out of the tub. You hang up the towel and put product in your hair before drying and styling your hair. You didn’t feel like trying to put on your spandex suit on your still slightly damp body so you just used your powers to make it appear on your body.

You clean your face and start your makeup routine, color correct, concealer, blush, eyebrows, then eyes. Then you put on the maroon headgear and fix your hair, gold chunky teardrop earrings in your first lobes and a dainty gold threader earrings in the second and third lobe, the end hanging out the back of the holes.

You walked back into your room and grabbed your phone and faux leather gloves. You slid her phone into the well hidden pocket under the golden ribbon belt.

Walking into the kitchen you tossed the gloves on the counter, grabbing a bowl from the cabinet and cereal from the pantry. You poured it into the bowl and put it back into the pantry, grabbing the milk from the fridge and pouring it into the bowl until the cereal just barely started floating. Putting it back you grabbed a spoon and dropped it into the bowl.

You grabbed the bowl and took it with you to the living room, sitting down on the couch and turning the TV onto Cartoon Network, eating the cereal and giggling.

After you were done you set the bowl on the table in front of the couch and continued to watch the episode until you felt your phone buzz, you pulled it out of your pocket and it was Ashley. ‘Just wanted to remind you of the meeting you have your first Seven meeting at 9am.’ It read, you looked at the clock, 8:47am.

You sighed and turned off the TV, grabbing your bowl and rising it out before placing it into the dishwasher.

You walked to your room then to the bathroom. Brushing your teeth and double checking your appearance, you sprayed a vanilla perfume on your wrist before rubbing them on the sides of your neck.

You walk back into the kitchen, grabbing your gloves before leaving as you put them on. 8:52am. You walk to the meeting room you first met Stan Edgar in, now there’s six supes in the chairs, Homelander at the head of the V.

“You’re late.” Homelander spoke.

“It’s 8:55, I’m not late.” She walked to her chair. Between Noir and a seemingly empty chair, but you felt his presence, it was like the guy at the electronics shop. You felt his eyes on you and you read his mind.

‘Holy fuck! That’s the girl from that store. She was with that guy that left a recorder, she might be dangerous.’

You sighed, not wanting to deal with what annoyance that will bring.

“You’re late if I tell you you’re late.” Homelander growled. The others mainly cowered, except Noir, who stayed the same, and the other girl at the table, who rolled her eyes. “You got that?” He asked.

“Yeah.” You rolled your eyes. He chose to ignore it this time and continued on with the meeting.

“How are our numbers?” Homelander asked the invisible guy.

“They’re good, the newest member definitely helped with that. Same with the A-trains bank save. Though ratings for the Deep have lowered.” He spoke, his glasses hanging on the edge of his nose and a tablet in his hands. Homelander a chair squeezed as he turned to look at the other side of the table, most likely at the Deep.

“And why’s that?” He asked staring daggers into the man.

“I-I have no idea sir.” He was shaking like a wet, scared dog. “I haven’t done anything.”

“That’s why your ratings have dropped.” The invisible man spoke up and the Deep glared at him.

“We’ll plan you a rescue soon, help bring those numbers back up.” Homelander spoke with feign helpfulness. Your brows furrowed when he spoke of planning a rescue.

“Wait, what do you mean plan the rescue?” You asked confused sitting up in your seat.

“Oh you’re new, I forgot. A lot of supe saves are planned, especially newer or dumber supes.” He spoke answering her question while insulting the Deep, who deflated when he was called dumb.

“But why? We’re hero’s, why do we need to plan these things when we can just save people?” Homelander loudly laughed at your question.

“Because, we’re not actually hero’s, we just play hero’s, this is a company not a charity.” He answered coldly, no real emotion other than amusement coming from his words. You sat in shock before sitting back in your seat. “Anyways, we have a fan meet and greet to introduce Phoenix here, best behaviors everyone.” With that he left the room.

Everyone started to filter out as you continued to sit in your chair. God you felt so dumb, you should’ve know that these weren’t good people, should’ve read Stan Edgar’s mind before you said yes. You were so blind. A hand against yours startled you and you turn to your right to see Noir. You smile to cover up your distraught.

“What’s up?” You ask cheerfully. His hand retracted from yours.

‘Tired.’ He signed and you chuckled.

“I bet.” You pushed yourself out of your chair. “Wanna walk around with me until the meet and greet?”

‘I’d love to.’ Noir signed walking with her out the door.

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#the boys tv #oc #homelander #black noir #soldier boy #homelander x oc #black noir x oc #soldier boy x oc

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